Wen Qingyu slowly opened her eyes, and the cold air in the tunnel made half of her body numb.

There was a slight pain in the back of his neck, his hands and feet were stiff, and he pressed a big palm on the back of his heart, faintly warm.

In the corner of his eye, there is the fist-sized night pearl, and in the faint and cold light, everything around him can be seen clearly.

"Bang." Suddenly waved his hand, and the palm behind him, together with its owner, slammed softly towards the stone wall, silently.

"Luo ...... Night marks? ”

Wen Qingyu frowned, and the azure corners of his clothes tumbling in the dark were like water waves, swaying slightly, and immediately stood still.

"Luo Nightmark!"

Under the night pearl, the pearl of Luoda Beauty looks like a celestial face, pale without a trace of blood, a trace of dark red blood stains on the corners of the lips, and the peach blossoms and poplars are dazzling and bright.

Under that pale face, it looks even more like a lip, red and demonic.

And the expensive azure brocade fluttered on the ground like a weed, without a trace of ups and downs.

Wen Qingyu cautiously approached him, only to see the thick feather eyelashes constrict, casting a dark shadow between his nose. Water lilies are as tranquil as they are, but they are frightening for no reason.

Wen Qingyu raised his hand to press Luo Yeji's pulse, and after a long time, he felt his pulse jump slightly, cold as ice, and it was as rapid as ten thousand horses galloping just now.

"The pulse is like a floating and sinking, scattering the pulse." A trace of horror flashed in Wen Qingyu's clear eyes: "This is, the checkmate vein?!" ”

Wen Qingyu was frightened, how could it be? What happened after Luo Yeji knocked her unconscious?

At first, he was just a true qi disorder, but at this time, she couldn't feel the slightest flow of true qi in Luo Yeji's body.

It's like, a big river with abundance, all at once.

Don't......

Wen Qingyu's eyes were dyed with a hint of complexity, she felt the warmth in her heart before she passed out, that kind of warmth was not unfamiliar to her, it was true qi. And the restless peach blossom drunk in her body is gone.

Luo Yeji actually crossed all his remaining true qi into her body and relieved her of peach blossom drunkenness?

"You...... Lunatic. ”

Wen Qingyu's voice trembled slightly, Luo Yeji had already gone for half his life in order to suppress his beauty Ruyu, and his true qi was almost crazy.

Now he has given her all the true qi that he relied on to save his life?

For Luo Yeji, this approach is undoubtedly worse, this thing is not fatal?

"Luo Yeji," Wen Qingyu's voice was obscure: "I owe you so much, but how can I pay it back?" ”

She set up Luo Yeji again, and this time, the body temperature of the person next to her was significantly lower.

If it weren't for the occasional heaval in his chest, he would be a dead man.

Wen Qingyu didn't know where he got the strength, and he really walked out of the tunnel.

The exit of the tunnel was on a barren mountain outside the city, and she glanced back at the dark tunnel. This tunnel actually dug through a mountain? No one in Yanjing City knows about such a big project.

Who are the people behind my aunt?

Wen Qingyu glanced at the people around him, and Luo Yeji's breathing was weak.

She didn't dare to delay, and quickly threw a firework into the sky. Then, take out the silver needle and prick it at the acupuncture point on the top of Luo Yeji's head.

Afterwards, Wen Qingyu's fingertips never left Luo Yeji's pulse, for fear of missing every faint beat under the pale skin.

At the same time, a pair of clear eyes stared anxiously at the intersection from time to time. She never felt that waiting was such a hard thing to do.

Finally, the sound of horse-drawn carriages came from the foothills. She stood up and howled like an eagle.

Pinwell stopped his horse and sat quietly on the wheels of the carriage without moving. The carriage door was pushed open from the inside, revealing Xiao Ruoli's face as warm as the sun.

"Creek...... How do you stay with him? Xiao Ruoli saw Luo Yeji who was held in Wen Qingyu's arms like a hedgehog at a glance.

A hint of surprise and vigilance flashed in his clear eyes.

"Save him first, quick." Wen Qingyu shook his head, now is not the time to explain.

"Pingwei, carry him to the carriage."

"Yes." Ping Wei snorted lightly, and sent Luo Yeji to the carriage with all his strength, but he said with great dissatisfaction: "You can really find trouble." ”

Xiao Ruoli only glanced at Luo Yeji, and then took a hard breath: "Pingwei, go back quickly." If it's too late, I'm afraid that I won't be able to save it. ”

Wen Qingyu let out a long sigh, Xiao Ruoli said this, Luo Yeji would definitely not be able to die.

The carriage quietly returned to the Immortal Pharmacy, and Xiao Ruoli entered the room with Luo Yeji and never came out.

Wen Qingyu didn't follow up, she believed in Xiao Ruoli's ability.

The heavenly and ghost doctor Xiao Ruoli, if the person falls into his hands, you just want to be a ghost, but I am afraid that there is no chance.

At the moment, she has more important things to do.

Tonight, there will be a big banquet in the palace, and the important people in Yanjing City will enter the palace. Today, everyone's eyes are focused on Yu Canglan, and no one will notice her at all.

She just wants to take this opportunity to do something shocking to the world. After this is done, she believes that she will become the most unpopular person in Yanjing City.

However, the answers to many questions will come to the surface.

"Squeak." The door opened, and behind him there was the sound of gurgling wheels pressing against the gravel pavement.

Wen Qingyu knew that Xiao Ruo had left.

Turning his head, under the sunset, Xiao Ruoli sat quietly in a wheelchair, his clean eyes still with a warm smile, which made people feel inexplicably relieved when they saw it.

"How's he doing?"

"It's fine." Xiao Ruoli nodded: "He continued to use his internal strength today, but now his dantian is empty, and he is afraid that it will only take some days to recover." ”

"Is he awake?"

"No, he's not badly injured. Suffering from the cold and poisoning, I soaked him in a medicated bath, and I was afraid that it would take several hours to wake up. ”

"Oh." Wen Qingyu nodded, she knew that there was no patient in the world who Xiao Ruoli couldn't handle.

"Are you in a hurry to take him away?" Xiao Ruoli's voice is still warm, and the spring breeze is warm. There was a hint of obscurity in his eyes.

"There's no hurry." Wen Qingyu shook his head: "It would be better for him to sleep more, you just brought some people to do something with me." It's better that he doesn't wake up until we get back, so that he will never know what happened in Hanyi Alley. ”

"Let's go."

Xiao Ruoli acted resolutely, and immediately beckoned Heicheng Pingwei to prepare the carriage.

Wen Qingyu sighed faintly, it's better for Xiao Ruoli to do whatever you want. Never raise the bar with her, and never talk nonsense with her.

It's not a loss to have such a friend.

The sky was dark, and among the sparse woods on the Qingmang Mountain outside the city, an inconspicuous carriage slowly drove out in the sorrowful cry of crows.

Beyond the woods, there is an open plain. There are several tall graves, which are the graves of the Wen family.

Wen Qingyu jumped out of the carriage and found Duan Ziqin's grave with ease, and a trace of sourness surged in his heart.

She obviously died in front of Duan Ziqin, and she should have become a piece of loess a long time ago. It was a strange feeling for a dead man to stand outside the grave and look at another dead man.

Speaking of which, the day Duan Ziqin died seemed to be a few days later than her death. Could there be any relevance here?

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Ruoli glanced at the tombstone and frowned slightly.

The stele was cold, but Wen Qingyu pressed both hands on the tombstone, but was the force too great? With a little more effort, her fingers will be sprained.

Xiao Ruoli reached out into the air, wanting to take Wen Qingyu's bare hands off the tombstone. But he suddenly paused in mid-air, glanced at the wheelchair he was traveling, and finally gritted his teeth and slowly lowered his arms.

"What do you need me to do."

"Oh." Wen Qingyu took a few steps back: "Come a few people, dig it up for me." ”

"You're sick." After listening to her words, Ping Wei was so hung that he exploded: "This is your mother's grave, you actually want us to dig your mother's grave?" ”

Ping Wei stomped his feet: "This is a big rebellion and a loss of conscience, so the master will not do it." ”

Yes, the people behind Changshengwei couldn't stop nodding, this thing can't be done, can't be done.

Wen Qingyu smiled faintly: "If you don't do it, get out of me, the old lady will come by herself." ”

She snatched the shovel from Ping Wei's hand: "When I find evidence of your master's death, I have to talk to your master." ”

"What did you say?" Ping Wei's eyes widened: "Is there evidence of the master's death in vain?" ”

"Did I say that?" Wen Qingyu rolled her eyes at him: "I didn't say anything." Have any of you believed what I said? ”

Ping Wei's tone was fierce, his lips trembled and he moved for a long time, and his big and round eyes stared at the cold and beautiful woman under the moon without blinking.

Wen Qingyu ignored him at all, and dug the soil on the grave with all his might.

Ping Wei couldn't help but glance at Xiao Ruoli, that person seemed to have been obedient to Wen Qingyu's words, why didn't there be any movement today?

Under the moonlight, a man as beautiful as a fairy sat in a wheelchair without moving. The eyes that were as warm as the morning sun were slightly closed at this time, the nose was fluttering, the breathing was even, and the pale and quiet face was as quiet as a water lotus.

Pinwymer, this thing, this thing actually fell asleep? At this time, in this kind of place, he actually fell asleep?

Looking at Wen Qingyu again, a lonely and slender figure surrounded the tall tomb, and he didn't raise his head when he was busy.

It was obviously a very quiet picture, but Ping Wei felt a heavy pressure on him for no reason.

"Don't do it." Ping Wei roared and spit out the grievances in his chest: "You tell the master clearly, is there really evidence of the master's death in vain?" ”

Under the moonlight, the slender and stubborn woman slowly raised her head, her clear eyes were sparkling, obviously with dense water vapor.

Ping Wei panicked all of a sudden, he was not afraid of heaven and earth in his life, he was afraid of a woman's tears. Especially this woman who is stronger than a man on weekdays, with silent tears in her eyes, absolutely killing people invisibly.

No matter how much your heart is like iron, you can only wrap your fingers around in an instant.

"You ......" Pingwei twisted his neck uncomfortably: "Don't cry." ”

Wen Qingyu raised his head, with a stubborn cold light in his eyes: "Get away from me, this is my mother's grave, and I will bear this kind of crime of losing my conscience." ”

"Yes." Pingwei rolled his throat obscurely: "I, that's not what I meant." Master's ......"

Wen Qingyu threw a cold look at him: "I won't guarantee you this kind of thing." Believe it or not. ”

Her eyes were red: "If not...... Do you think I'm willing to do that? It's my mother-in-law! ”

"I'll do this kind of rough work." Ping Wei snatched the shovel back.

"I didn't force you to do this."

"The master is voluntary."

"You think clearly." Wen Qingyu said lightly: "I don't know what is in this, in case there is nothing you want, don't regret it." ”

Ping Wei was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "No regrets, no regrets." ”

"Brothers, come on!"

Wen Qingyu stepped back, put her white fingers on the back of Xiao Ruoli's chair, raised her hand to wipe away the mist in her eyes, and it was clear in an instant.

Women are made of water, sure enough!

"You've changed." Xiao Ruoli murmured in a low voice, and there was a warm warmth in her clear eyes: "You never cried before." ”

"Huh." Wen Qingyu chuckled: "That was stupid before. ”

Xiao Ruoli glanced at her, and his eyes slowly swept over the crowd of people digging graves in full swing: "Wait a minute, Pingwei is afraid that his intestines will be repentant." ”

Wen Qingyu raised his head, his cheeks full of gentle and harmless smiles.

"Miss Qingyu, you've dug up the coffin." Pingwei shouted, the cemetery in the dark night was empty and far away.

"Yes." Wen Qingyu stood still, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger.

"What's next?" Pingwei looked up.

"Open."

"Open?" Ping was terrified, and the shovel in his hand hung and fell to the ground.

With a "bang", someone accidentally kicked the coffin, like a long sigh from the ground. Everyone stared at the unusually tall and gorgeous coffin in the dark, and shivered fiercely.

"That's right." Wen Qingyu walked towards the coffin, slowly and elegantly step by step.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"Me?" Wen Qingyu smiled: "I want to ......"

"Open the coffin for autopsy!"